Duck Market, Duck Market…

Some ducks get all the unluck.

Ginger earned a hard lesson o’ this when the market blessed her home with its attention in the form o’ an explosive boom — so explosive that it attracted the unwanted attention o’ so many polite but shallow hanger-ons to squawk & gawk.

That boom was the force o’ the INVISIBLE HAND crushing her home into wooden shards under its immeasurable weight. Its will be done, whether we are one who thrives or suffers. Amen.


preference, estate, disaster